It’s happened pretty frequently throughout the last few months. My people haven’t been sleeping. I haven’t been sleeping. Sometimes my tummy even gets upset. Like today when I threw up on the bed in the guest room and dad was really mad. But he didn’t yell at me.
I knew he was upset, but he didn’t yell at me. It was the opposite of what it was like when I lived with Jo and the man with the leather belt. He always yelled at me (and worse). Even when I did nothing wrong. Obviously my forever home is a much better place to be. But I wouldn’t know the value of the present without respect for the past.
I realize this as lately it’s been kind of dreary in my neck of the woods as we wait for winter to evolve into the beauty that is spring. Lately it’s been kind of a reminder that we are currently in transition in a variety of ways. And so I found my rainbow.
Because sometimes I’m tired. Sometimes I come close to throwing up my little doggie paws and walking away from the computer. But then I remember you. My people. My cyber family. And I love you. So I thought – if nothing else – it might be fun to relive the last year of blog entries as part of my ongoing journey through life.
I know not everyone hopped on the Wiley train since the beginning. And I also know a lot of what happened in my past influences my future. So why not relive some of that with you, my valuable and priceless reader? Especially at a time when I don’t want to lose contact but also recognize the impact lack of sleep can have on my productivity. Let’s face it (it’s no secret), I was pretty used to all kinds of alone time napping before this whole baby journey started. Now I’m lucky to sneak away at some point or another in the day for my life formerly known as nap time.
So today I begin reliving the past as a way to appreciate the present while looking forward to the future. And let me tell you, it all looks pretty bright right now. Because I’m starting at the beginning. I’m starting where I first knew I had found joy in its purest form. From the ground up, its origin may always be changing. But it’s impact forever remains the same.
Relive Wiley’s Wisdom from the beginning: http://wileyschmidt.com/2012/12/21/joy-from-the-ground-up/